Among the super teams led by the god of wind, there is one who is proficient in spatial abilities.

However, there are limitations, an open area is required, and any object blocking it can cause the space teleportation to fail.

Therefore, if you are always by Olyde's side, you can't take it away forcibly.

Blessing your teammates with wind abilities, you can run like a fly, and quickly rush out of the headquarters building.

Seeing Fu Yang blocking the way, Fengshen immediately threw Olide to his teammates and said, "Send it away as soon as possible, I'll cover you." ”

"Your Excellency save me, they are traitors." Oliver shouted.

He seemed to see a life-saving straw and hoped to get out of the predicament as soon as possible.

Fengshen held both hands, held two cyan light blades in his hands, and pounced on Fu Yang.

Before the person arrived, the cold wind had hung on his cheeks, and in terms of momentum, the wind god was equivalent to a Jindan early stage.

Such an opponent, Fu Yang can be easily killed.

A punch slammed out, with lightning and thunder, and rushed to kill the wind god.

His pupils shrank, and the wind god was shocked, knowing that the person in front of him was not an opponent he could match, because of the wind ability, his agility far exceeded that of the equivalent master, and he turned over like a clear wind.

As a result, the distance was widened, and wind blades shot out of his hands.

It's invincible in close quarters, and it's long-range.

At this time, the super team took Olide to teleport in an open area, and Fu Yang immediately said: "Big and small, snatch people back." ”

The president of the United States, who has always been pampered, fell into the hands of the descendants of the Adventists, and basically said anything about the torture.

The fist shadows blasted out one after another, scattering the attacking wind blades.

On the other side, the spatial adepts have built up teleportation abilities that distort and distort into nothingness in the space around them. The group disappeared into thin air.

This is obviously better than the Netherworld, but it has a fatal flaw, the teleportation distance is too short, each teleportation is only ten kilometers away, but it can continue to teleport until the power is exhausted.

The twins didn't show any unusual expressions. Things are still under control.

A large pair of palms reflected, and an electromagnetic cloud hovered over where they disappeared, and subtle electric rays kept emerging, restoring the scene just now.

Transparent outlines, emerging from the electromagnetic clouds, were pulled back again, no matter how far they fled, they still returned to the original point.

The science of space involved in the true God is simply beyond the reach of human beings.

Space since it can break the reorganization. It can also be recovered retroactively, but the big pair uses the easiest way to capture them back.

After a few breaths, the group's bodies became clear, looked at the surrounding scene, and understood that they had returned to the original point.

"Oops! My ability doesn't work. The Spatial Adeptus said in horror.

Wisps of Shenxia are sprinkled, and the supernatural people are defenseless, even if they cover their noses, the light points of Shenxia can penetrate into their brains.

The next second. They all collapsed and fell asleep, and Oli got up in shock. There was even a slight cold sweat on his forehead.

"Thank you two ladies for saving me." Olid said gratefully.

But the big and small shuangs didn't pay any attention to him, and focused on the battle in the distance.

Fu Yang approached in an instant, and any wind energy attack was all shattered under the flickering thunder fist, and the hand knife fell on the neck of the wind god, forcibly knocking him unconscious.

"Olyte. The United States has now changed hands. Fu Yang stepped forward and said.

"I can guess that the United States is too liberal, and the extremely liberal immigration policy gives the troubled people an opportunity." Oliver said sadly.

He loves his homeland, the current situation. As a president, he seems so powerless that he has become a president who exists in name only.

"The entire navy, land and air force are under the control of the troubled times, and it is a little difficult to recapture the United States, and the problem under consideration now is to recapture the nuclear bombs stored in the United States." Fu Yang said.

"Yes, although the nuclear bomb has special protection, but the man-made thing, with enough time, can also be cracked, and now the generals in the US military should be controlled, and they manage the nuclear bomb storage location." O'Lid agreed.

Suddenly, Fu Yang frowned, obviously thinking of something, and hurriedly urged the big and small shuang: "Let's return to the presidential palace as soon as possible." ”

Wrapped in the divine power of the twins, it instantly turned into a beam of light and disappeared on the spot.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he had arrived at the presidential palace, and Fu Yang went straight to the conference room.

The situation, as expected, the generals in the conference room had been transferred, and only one person in a black robe was left, with his back to Fu Yang and the others.

"Thank you very much for sending the president." The black-robed man's voice was very old and low, and he should be an old man in his late age.

"I'm too confident." Fu Yang said disdainfully.

The black-robed man turned and lifted the black hat that concealed his face, revealing a wrinkled face.

"The helmsman of the Ghost Ink Clan, Ghost Map." The old man said calmly.

"I don't need to know who you are, when I arrest you, someone will have fun with you." Fu Yang sneered.

"Presumably you are the leader who has been fighting against us, and I don't know what it will be like to control you." Onitu laughed, and it was sinister.

In an instant, the white flowers danced like spider silk.

flocked to Fu Yang together, trying to penetrate his body, so as to control his brain, and finally become a puppet with a ghost plot like the US military.

"Pluck your bird feathers."

Fu Yang was furious, one hand was covered with thunder light, and he grabbed the long hair that was coming.

The strands of hair wanted to pierce the epidermis, but unfortunately there was a layer of thunder and gold light, which was as hard as a rock.

"What a strong body!"

The ghost figure consciousness is not feasible, and he wants to take back the hair, but to no avail, he is still grabbed by the other party in the palm of his hand.

"In my hands, you can still run." Fu Yang sneered.

With a sudden flick, the ghost figure flew out horizontally, and his body was mounted on the wall, and he collapsed directly.

He hung in the air, the other end of his long hair was in Fu Yang's hand, and he couldn't break free.

Fu Yang was not merciful, and picked it up again, like a toad, and smashed it heavily on the ground.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

……

There was a muffled sound, and the concrete floor kept crashing, showing a pothole.

At this moment, the ghost figure no longer has the high posture of the past, and has become embarrassed, and he doesn't know how many bones are broken in his body.

"You try to be arrogant for me again." Fu Yang stepped forward and stepped on his face.

"Even if you kill me, you're just the tip of the iceberg." Ghost Tu spat out a mouthful of blood foam, still sneering.

"Not honest yet."

As soon as the words fell, Fu Yang lifted up and kicked it, and the kick flew out like a spinning top.

Grabbed by the hair and dragged it back, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground.

"Luckily, you still have value." Fu Yang said calmly.

However, the ghost picture is already like a puddle of rotten meat lying on its stomach, with less air in and more air out. (To be continued......)